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****** Mary

Red.

A tub of red.

She took the pain away.

It was so easy.

Why didn't she think of this before?

It was too easy.

No one was there for her...

But when she's gone.

When she's gone

They'll all say they were her best friend.

So close.

Everyones so stupid.

And liars...

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sahra-maxwell
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Jun 18, 2014
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